Harry Potter Imagines

Harry Potter x Reader

Everyone loves a metamorphmagus.

|Originally published 23.05.15|

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I walk into the Grimmauld place with a smirk on my face. "why are you so happy?" Ron asks. Everyone else turns to look at me. I'm not usually a smiley person so this is a rare mood for me to be in.

"what? am I not allowed be happy?" I ask. People still look at me suspiciously. My uncle Sirius is the first to speak up.

"of course you're allowed to be happy, it's just strange is all, you're usually very...intense" Sirius says trying not to offend me whilst also trying not to laugh, Ron was drinking as Sirius said that so choked on his drink to laugh, whilst receiving a stern look from Hermione. My father was Regulus Black, when he and my mother died I went to live with my mothers sister until attending Hogwarts, where I got sorted into Gryffindor.

"she just got asked out on a date by a muggle" Tonks says swinging her arm around my shoulder grinning. I smile. "and the guy complimented her hair, and told her she's beautiful" Tonks says pointing to my (your favourite colour) hair.

"thanks for ruining my story" I say playfully pushing her.

"did you say yes?" Harry asks a little eager.

"nah, I told him I come from a remote island near Africa, where they don't have phones or tv" I say. Harry sighs with relief and everyone else laughs at my excuse. I take a seat next to Harry to eat. Whilst we eat I keep catching Harry staring at me. I smirk at him and he smiles back. Sirius looks between us every now and then but doesn't say anything strangely enough.

Everyone leaves one by one after eating and eventually it's just Harry and I. "(y/n), you weren't...into that guy were you?" Harry asks. I look at him and I'm about to make a sarcastic remark but I see the sadness in his eyes and think better of it.

"no Harry, I wasn't into him, he was sweet and all...I just didn't get the vibe from him, you know?" I say. Harry nods and smiles. "it's not his fault, everyone loves a metamorphmagus" I explain. Harry smiles even more.

"yeah...I fell in love with one last year" Harry says. My heart beats faster at this. He either means me or Tonks and I highly doubt it's the latter. "she accompanied me to the Yule ball and she looked absolutely gorgeous, every time I complimented her, her hair would turn pink with embarrassment" Harry chuckles. Yep, it's me. Harry Potter is in love with I, (y/n) Black. I hope he realises the feeling is mutual.

My hair turns pink and not under my own accord. I'm pretty embarrassed right now and I'm too excited to attempt to change my hair back. We stare at each other for a while before Harry breaks the silence by clearing his throat.

"I-I'll see you in the morning" Harry then stutters.

"see you in the morning, Harry" I reply feeling a little disappointed. Harry hoes up the stairs and i slump in my chair wondering what I did wrong. My hair changes to black.

"don't worry about it, he's just nervous that you won't return his feelings" Sirius says from the doorway.

"how long have you been standing there?" I ask as he walks toward me.

"long enough (y/n)" Sirius smiles. I slump down in my chair even more. Brilliant. Terrific. By the morning the whole bloody house will know about my crush on Harry.